My hope
is built on nothing less,
Than Jesus
blood and righteousness;
I dare not
trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly
lean on Jesus name;
When
darkness veils His lovely face;
I rest on
His unchanging grace;
In every
high and stormy gale,
My anchor
holds within the vail;
His Oath,
His covenant and blood,
Support
me in the whelming flood;
When all
around my soul gives way;
He then is
all my hope and stay:
On Christ
the Solid Rock I stand,
All other
ground is sinking sand,
All
other ground is sinking sand.
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